It was already evening.
The setting sun is slightly drunk, the sunset is all over the sky, and the giant ape peak is reflected in a fiery red.
The eighth match between the Piaomiao Immortal Sect and Dayan has officially begun.
Piaomiao Xianzong has lost five games in a row.
This battle will determine their final victory against Dayan.
Therefore, it is very important!
Yueyang Tower, dressed in blue robes, has taken the lead on the battlefield.
This Peak Master of Piaomiao Immortal Sect, who is famous even among the three major Immortal Sects, is standing on the stage with his hands behind his back, his face is calm and his energy is like a mountain.
The young cultivators in the audience, even if they just glanced at him secretly, felt a sudden strong pressure, which made their hearts tighten.
This is the momentum of a strong man!
After a while.
Bai Yishan, dressed in a snow-white Confucian robe, walked out of Dayan's tent as gentle as jade and stepped onto the fighting platform.
This handsome-looking, middle-aged man with gray hair on his temples has an elegant temperament and a graceful demeanor, which makes one feel like a spring breeze just looking at him.
Jia Xun and Fairy Liuyun came to the battlefield and rearranged a more powerful formation.
The battle between the strong is extremely powerful.
In order not to affect the practitioners around the audience, it was natural to change to a stronger formation.
With the cooperation of the two masters, the formation was quickly completed.
A golden shield of light slowly emerged, covering a wider area and covering the entire battle platform.
At this time, Yueyang Tower on the stage raised his hands and said: "Piaomiao Immortal Sect Yueyang Tower, majoring in Divine Soul, returning to the middle stage."
As soon as these words came out, there were bursts of exclamations from the audience.
"Sure enough, we have already reached the realm of unity!"
"Tsk, tsk, Guiyi. In our country, even those who are in the God Transformation realm would not dare to think about it. This is the first time in my life that I have seen a master of the Guiyi realm. This trip is worth it!"
At this time, Bai Yishan also raised his hand and said: "Great Yan, Bai Yishan, majors in Confucianism and Taoism. The realm of Great Confucianism is the early stage of soul reunification."
As soon as these words came out, there was another loud exclamation from the audience.
"Tsk, tsk, great scholar! I didn't expect that Dean Bai would also break through!"
"Didn't you say that the world is lacking in culture and culture, and that Great Yan has already lost his culture? How did he break through?"
"The little big flame is indeed a crouching tiger, hidden dragon."
Yueyang Tower's eyes narrowed and he said calmly: "I didn't expect Dean Bai to break through to the realm of Guiyi. Congratulations, congratulations."
The faces of the people in the Piaomiao Immortal Sect below the stage changed slightly.
Especially Zhou Yuanshan, who was just about to go on stage, the muscles on his face were twitching slightly.
He is also in the early stage of unification.
However, the Confucian and Taoist techniques are weird and unpredictable. If the two are of equal level, he really has no confidence in defeating the other.
And this battle is the only chance for their Piaomiao Immortal Sect to make a comeback.
Therefore, they must win!
"I didn't expect that Bai Yishan would break through... Fortunately, I let Master Yue Peak go up..."
His face was gloomy, and he was secretly glad.
If Lord Yue Feng is here, it will be absolutely foolproof.
When you reach the realm of Guiyi, let alone a small realm, even if you are at the same realm, there will be a huge disparity in strength because of who advances first and who advances later.
What's more, it is said that Master Yue Feng is already sprinting towards the late stage of Guiyi.
This Bai Yishan probably just broke through and returned to unity, so naturally he is no match.
"The eighth test begins!"
At this time, Jia Xunmo's voice sounded.
Everyone in the audience held their breath and watched intently.
A battle between two masters at the Guiyi realm is rare in a century!
On the battlefield.
The two looked at each other, and they both stood still.
While everyone was wondering, someone suddenly discovered that two phantoms were reflected in the eyes of the two people, as if they were fighting fiercely.
It turns out that the two souls have been fighting together for a long time.
It's just that the speed is too fast and the soul is too strong, many people don't have time to discover it.
"boom!"
At this time, a huge wave of air suddenly exploded between the two of them, spreading around like a wave.
The two of them suddenly trembled, and Tong Kong regained his energy.
Yueyang Tower stood still and did not move.
Bai Yishan suddenly swayed and stepped back, retreating dozens of steps before he stood firm, with a sudden flush of blood on his face.
Obviously, he suffered a loss.
There was a flash of light in Yueyang Tower's hand, and a three-foot-long golden scimitar appeared.
I saw a light stroke, a slight slash, and a huge golden half-moon sword light flew out.
Before everyone could see clearly, they were already in front of Bai Yishan.
A picture scroll suddenly appeared on Bai Yishan's chest. The picture scroll unfolded instantly, and a white light flew out from it.
"Zheng——"
A buzzing sound of metal clashing sounded.
The half-moon sword light of Yueyang Tower was blocked, turned into little rays of light, and disappeared.
The picture scroll disappeared from Bai Yishan's chest, and a white sword appeared in his hand.
On the sword body, golden characters emerged one after another, like golden runes, flickering.
The two of them didn't have any communication. Their figures flashed and they were already standing together.
The knives and swords in the hands of the two people also exchanged hundreds of moves at an extremely fast speed in that instant.
Most of the practitioners in the audience did not see clearly the moves of the two men.
In fact, even the shadows of the two people can no longer be distinguished, and it is completely unclear who is who.
too fast!
If it weren't for the waves of air that hit the surrounding formation masks like a tide, some practitioners wouldn't even know that the two people on the stage were fighting fiercely.
"Zheng——"
Another deafening buzz sounded.
The two figures suddenly separated.
Bai Yishan flew out upside down, hit the rearmost formation mask, and fell to the ground.
The sword in his hand "stuck" and broke every inch.
Immediately, it turned into pieces of golden text. When the light dimmed, they all shattered and disappeared.
At this time, everyone in the audience could clearly see the situation.
"Sure enough, Dean Bai is no match for Yueyang Tower. The sword that has been condensed into words has been interrupted..."
Yueyang Tower did not pause, and still did not say a word. He raised the scimitar in his hand lightly, and slashed briefly. With a "boom", hundreds or even thousands of golden knives flew out. The awns, densely packed, shot towards Bai Yishan!
Bai Yishan's eyes narrowed, and a white light suddenly appeared around him, covering his whole body.
Immediately, he began to sing softly.
At this time, everyone was surprised to find that every time he moved his lips, a golden font came out of his mouth and floated in front of him.
"boom!"
At this time, the dense rays of sword light shot out by Yueyang Tower had already shot out quickly and struck fiercely on the white light shield around his body.
Like a shower hitting banana trees, it’s continuous!
Soon, the white light shield made a whining sound and began to break apart.
And at this time.
The golden fonts on Bai Yishan's chest suddenly condensed into a golden scorching sun, and then there was a "swish" sound, and the light suddenly melted away the dense crescent moon sword light flying towards them!
"Scorching sun and clear sky..."
Yueyang Tower held the scimitar and said with a dull expression: "I didn't expect that after so many years, you are still using this poem handed down from ancient Confucianism and Taoism. It seems that Confucianism and Taoism are indeed on the verge of extinction and will never appear again. New techniques and tricks... What a pity, what a pity..."
After saying that, the scimitar in his hand suddenly made a loud "swish" sound!
The sword light bloomed, swallowing ten feet!
"laugh--"
A scream pierced the air.
The huge crescent moon sword slashed down towards Bai Yishan in an instant!
The golden scorching sun in front of Bai Yishan buzzed, and the light burst out, rotating to greet him!
"boom!"
A loud bang!
The entire battle platform and the entire Giant Ape Peak seemed to be shaken suddenly!
The formation shield covering the battle platform suddenly buzzed and flickered, as if it was about to be unable to stop this terrifying explosive power.
The faces of all the cultivators in the audience changed and they hurriedly retreated.
But the formations arranged by Jiutian Yaotai and Penglai Xiandao are still indestructible.
The terrifying power and air waves were blocked by the light barrier. They rushed back and forth on the platform for a long time before gradually dissipating.
The crescent moon sword disappeared.
The golden scorching sun was also chopped into pieces.
Yueyang Tower stood on the spot, holding a scimitar and wearing a hunting robe, motionless.
Bai Yishan, on the other hand, had already retreated far away, leaning against the light shield at the back. His Confucian robe was torn, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
Those golden words have all turned into nothing.
Yueyang Lou held the knife, raised his steps, and walked towards him step by step. A golden vortex appeared on the tip of the knife, and the energy condensed became faster and faster.
"Confucianism and Taoism have long since collapsed, and these techniques should turn into the dust of history and go away with them. And you, Bai Yishan, have stuck to the Tao, which has long since lost its way. Just like you now, in your dying years, you should have been extinguished long ago..."
"Buzz——"
He raised the scimitar in his hand, and his whole body was bathed in the golden light of the sword. He was like a god descending to earth, swiping his hand to destroy the heaven and the earth!
The huge golden sword light instantly submerged Bai Yishan in it.
The storm turned into sword energy laughed wildly, spinning, baring its teeth and claws, and strangled crazily on the platform!
Like a violent and murderous beast that has gone crazy!
The cultivators in the audience could no longer see the figure of the gentle and elegant scribe.
Everyone in Dayan clenched their fists.
But at this time, a white light suddenly lit up in the storm of swords.
Immediately, a clear voice sounded: "Raise your head to the floating clouds in the northwest, and lean against the sky thousands of miles away with a long sword. People say that this place can be seen late at night, and the flames of bullfights..."
As this voice sounded, golden fonts suddenly lit up in the raging sword light.
The figure wearing a snow-white Confucian robe suddenly became visible.
"I feel that the mountains are high, the lake is cold and the water is cold, and the moon is shining brightly. When the rhinoceros is burning, I look down, but I am afraid when leaning on the railing. The wind and thunder are angry, and the fish and dragons are miserable..."
"boom!"
When he finished reading this sentence, a terrifying aura suddenly rose from the sword light!
The figure wearing a snow-white Confucian robe, surrounded by golden fonts, stepped out of the storm of sword light step by step, as if walking in a leisurely courtyard.
The roaring sword lights all around rushed towards him crazily, only to be knocked away by an increasingly powerful aura.
Bai Yishan walked out of the sword, with long hair flying, wearing a Confucian robe, and his eyes were full of energy.
He walked directly to Yueyang Tower step by step, and continued to read: "The gorge is opposite the Cangjiang River, passing the dangerous tower, trying to fly but trying to hold back... The rise and fall of the ages, the sadness of the centuries, the moment of viewing..."
"boom!"
When he finished reciting the whole poem, his whole body suddenly turned into a golden light, like a sharp sword out of the body, blooming with dazzling sword light, and slashed forward!
A piercing scream suddenly sounded in the air.
There was even a burning smell wafting out.
The boy from Yueyang Tower shrank, held the handle of the knife with both hands, and slashed out suddenly.
A loud bang!
The sword light and the knife light collided together.
The two figures were instantly submerged in the dazzling light and howling storm.
After a while.
The light and storm gradually faded away.
The two figures appeared again.
Bai Yishan stood there, surrounded by golden fonts, with long hair flying, eyes burning, and a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth again.
Yueyang Tower, on the other hand, took a few steps back, and the golden scimitar in his hand actually broke into two pieces.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience was shocked.
The Confucian and Taoist exercises are truly magical and unpredictable!
Just one poem had such power that it broke the sword of Yueyang Tower!
"good very good!"
The indifferent expression on Yueyang Lou's face turned into an expression of interest. With a flash of light in his hand, the broken knife suddenly turned into powder.
"Now that you have new skills, I will no longer hide my secrets."
After saying that, a red light suddenly flashed around his body, and a blood-red light shield appeared. Then, a layer of blood-red scales suddenly appeared on his entire body.
His body seemed to suddenly grow taller, and his two fists suddenly became as big as hammers!
The whole person's momentum seemed to suddenly increase many times!
"Blood Armor Qilin Transformation!"
An elder from Penglai Immortal Island in the audience suddenly changed his expression and exclaimed.
Several people in Jiutian Yaotai also had expressions on their faces.
"It is rumored that this blood-armored unicorn transformation is a unique skill of the Blood Vagina people. After a soul cultivator uses it, it can even reach the energy, blood and strength of a body refiner of the same level. How did it get into his hands?"
"It is said that the Blood Vagina person has already ascended. He probably found the cave and got the opportunity..."
While everyone in the audience was discussing, Yueyang Tower's aura had reached its highest level.
He suddenly turned into a red shadow and arrived in front of Bai Yishan.
A huge blood-red fist hit the golden font in front of Bai Yishan with a bang!
Just one punch!
Bai Yishan was shaken by the impact and slid backwards.
"boom!"
Second punch, third punch!
The huge blood-red fist suddenly hit Bai Yishan like a violent storm.
The powerful power of Qi and blood made the golden characters on Bai Yishan's body flicker.
Every time a punch hits it, blood and golden light explode!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
A full two hundred and one punches later!
The golden fonts and light mask in front of Bai Yishan were all in pieces.
He was sent flying directly.
Before he landed, Yueyang Tower suddenly threw out an even bigger bloody fist!
"boom!"
Bai Yishan hit the last light shield heavily, his chest "stuck" and dented slightly, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
He suddenly stretched out his hand to catch the flying blood and landed on the ground. His body swayed slightly and he leaned tightly against the light shield behind him. Then he opened his palm, and a font condensed with blood suddenly flew out slowly from his palm. .
It looked slow, but it instantly stopped Yueyang Tower's huge fist that was chasing after him!
"Snapped!"
The fist was blocked.
The blood-condensed font suddenly erupted with a huge force, shaking Yueyang Tower's body and moving backwards.
Immediately, the font seemed to have completed its mission, and suddenly exploded, turning into little bits of blood and scattering on the ground.
Bai Yishan got this chance to breathe, a light flashed in his hand, and he touched his chest.
The sunken part of the chest suddenly recovered to its original state!
But his face suddenly turned pale, he coughed a few times, and then spit out a mouthful of blood again, and his body swayed, swaying.
When everyone in Dayan saw this scene, their hearts sank.
Yueyang Lou calmed down the surging energy and blood in his heart, and his fists once again lit up with a bloody glow, and the power in his body quickly surged toward his arms.
His eyes even turned blood red!
The whole person looked like a bloodthirsty ancient beast!
"Dean Bai, admit defeat..."
At this time, a woman's voice suddenly sounded from the audience.
The eyes of other people nearby were looking at her.
Dressed in a white dress, with a noble and elegant temperament, she turned out to be Fairy Lianxue from Jiutian Yaotai.
She also practiced Confucianism.
At this moment, she ignored the surprised looks around her and said again: "You Dayan has won five games, and there is still hope. If you die on the stage, Dayan will completely fall into darkness and never see the future again." .”
After a pause, she continued: "We are the only Confucian and Taoist Taoist friends left. My little lady... I don't want to see you fall."
With such tone and demeanor, some people have already begun to secretly speculate about the relationship between the two.
Fairy Liuyun frowned slightly and said, "Junior sister Lianxue, pay attention to the impact."
Fairy Lianxue suddenly looked at her and said, "Sister, what impact did you ask me to pay attention to? You have ignored justice and fairness and favored the Piaomiao Immortal Sect in front of the world's cultivators. Have you paid attention to the impact?"
As soon as these words came out, Fairy Liuyun's face suddenly darkened.
The other women next to him saw that something was wrong and quickly tried to persuade him.
"Junior Sister Lianxue, please don't be rude to Senior Sister!"
"Stop talking, don't let other sects see the joke."
At this time, a piercing scream suddenly sounded on the battlefield!
Fairy Lianxue immediately looked towards the stage, her face suddenly turned pale, and the clenched fists in her sleeves were trembling slightly.
At this time, Yueyang Tower's whole person was enveloped by a bloody light. With a punch, the sky and the earth changed color, and the bloody fist light instantly enveloped the entire battle platform!
It was as if blood was falling all over the sky, dyeing all the space in the mask red!
The expressions of everyone in the audience changed.
Everything in his sight was blood red!
Bai Yishan's thin figure was instantly swallowed up by the surging blood and disappeared.
Everyone in Dayan turned pale.
Nangong Huoyue's body was trembling slightly.
Luo Qingzhou stood next to her and gently held her hand. His eyes were fixed on the place where the figure disappeared just now, and his heart tightened.
He gave it too late after all.
In such a short time, I'm afraid...
Suddenly, a white light lit up in the blood!
Immediately, a clear and familiar voice sounded amidst the deafening explosion of fist light:
"The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, the universe is primitive. The sun and the moon are waxing and waning, and the stars and constellations are arranged..."
The voice is loud and clear, piercing clouds and cracking rocks!
"boom--"
A golden scorching sun suddenly rose in the storm of roaring bloody fists!
